And here's the second part. I hope you all had a good Valentine's Day, and I hope you enjoy this sorta-new style I've been trying. I'm honestly really bad at judging what's good/bad when it comes to this stuff, heh. ImeanshucksI'mmoreofanartist. Am I spending too much time on details? Should I go back to how I was writing A New Start?

Tell meeeeeee.

Also, it's DeltaV's birthday! Whoo! Happybirthdaydude.

DeeDee was fresh out of college and barely old enough to drink. She needed money, and fast. And of course, what better way is there to make money than to get a job? Real smart thinkin' there. So, she applied for a job, and that was how she became the sales clerk and cashier for the local fishing pond. It was easy too. All she had to do was sell tickets to people so they could go fish, or skate since it was winter.

However, tonight was... kinda weird.

A noise woke her from her sleep, prompting her to glance at the clock. It was about 1 AM, well past closing time. However, that wasn't the issue. She looked towards the front door. Two people were entering. Customers, at this hour?

"Uh... Welcome to The Fishing Hole!", DeeDee said, "My name's DeeDee. Can I help you?"

"Uh, yeah," one of them said, "Could we get two tickets for the pond?"

"Sure thing," DeeDee said, "If you don't mind me asking, what's the occasion? It's awfully late."

"Well...", the customer said, "We-"

"We're on a date!", the second customer proudly proclaimed! "You see, we're a couple. And as you must know, since we're a couple, we've decided to spend some time away from our friends so we can have a romantic evening together!", she said, putting her... hands together.

Well, they were less like hands and more like white paws.

Meanwhile, the first customer just groaned.

"I... see," DeeDee said as she rubbed her eyes. Now that she took a moment to look at her, the Second Customer also had a rather odd face. She couldn't quite see due to the shadow from the customer's hat, but something seemed... off.

"Well, here're your tickets," DeeDee said as she handed the tickets to her customers. "Skates are on the rack over there. Remember – Stay smart, stay safe, and watch out for cracks, alright?"

"Thanks, will do," the first customer said. While they went to grab their skates and leave the building for the pond, DeeDee couldn't help but notice something. Something... white and pink swaying under the second customer's coat.

DeeDee sighed. She needed to stop taking the late shift.

That went better than expected.

Jeremy sighed in relief as he and Foxy approached the pond. He had a feeling that the clerk would see right through Foxy's disguise. Luckily for both of them, however, she hadn't. Saved everyone the trouble and explanation.

But now, they were here! At their first destination for tonight!

...Again, Jeremy sighed. It was gonna be a long night.

"Okay, so," Jeremy began, gaining Foxy's attention, "Foxy, be honest with me – Do you know how to ski?", he asked. Foxy thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Well then," the guard said as he handed her a pair of skates, "Put these on. I'm gonna teach you."

It was a while before the two were prepared. Foxy especially needed help with putting on the skates. It turned out that skates meant for human feet weren't quite meant for use by large robotic foxes. Or, animatronics in general!

Who knew?

But now they were ready!

"Now, there actually isn't much to it. It's just something you gotta ease into," he said, "Take my hand, I'll show you."

Foxy lightly gasped as Jeremy held out his hand. That was the one thing couples always did, right? Held each other's hands? The fox gladly grabbed the guard's hand, grinning.

"Alright, ready!"

Jeremy nodded, and he led Foxy out onto the ice.

"Wh-Whooa, whoa!", Foxy shouted as she began to lose her balance, but Jeremy held onto her so she wouldn't fall.

"Easy, easy...", he reassured her as he held her tightly. Foxy's legs shook as she struggled not to slip.

"Th-This is... rather difficult," she said nervously. "I-I'm not sure about you, but solid ground's more my forté..." Jeremy chuckled.

"Yeah, I know," he said, "But trust me. It's really fun once you get the hang of it. Why don't we try some normal skating?", he asked, "It'll help you learn how to balance."

"R-Really?", she asked. Jeremy nodded.

"Yep," he replied, "And if you feel like you're losing your balance, you can lean against me." Foxy blushed.

"O-Okay," she said, "Sounds like a plan!"

And so they set off! They started slowly at first, but as Foxy learned how to keep her balance, the faster he went. Foxy looked around as they glided across the ice, oooh'ing in awe. She had never been outside before, so she never knew just how beautiful the outside was! She looked this way and that, saving everything she saw to her memory. From the trees in the distance to the stars in the vast, dark sky... Even the wind as it blew against her and the guard accompanying her! She wouldn't dare close her eyes, lest she miss anything!

"Oh, Jeremy...", she whispered in awe, "W-Words can't describe how beautiful this i- ...Jeremy?"

Foxy looked around. Where'd he go?

"Foxy! Foooxyyy!", she heard a distant voice call from behind her. She looked back, seeing an ever-shrinking figure waving at her. She immediately realized that it was-

"Jeremy!", she shouted, flailing! "Wh-What's going on?!"

"I let go!", he replied, loud enough for the fox to hear, "Sorry, I thought you knew what I was doing!", he shouted, "B-But hey, you're doing great! Just- Look where you're going!", he warned! Foxy frowned, then looked ahead.

...Which is when she realized she was running out of ice!

"J-Jeremy! JeremyhowdoIstop?!", she frantically asked, flailing!

"Just turn your feet!", Jeremy called out. But by now, Foxy was out of earshot. She kept flailing and trying to stop as the snow on the edge of the pond grew nearer and nearer! Until, finally...

...Pomf.

Jeremy cringed. Oh boy. He skated on over to where Foxy lied, half-devoured by snow. Her hat lied a few feet away.

"Foxy, are you... Are you alright?", he asked as he cleared the snow off the animatronic before helping her up.

"Heheh, yeah... That was great though!" she said as she went to retrieve her hat, "I can't believe how... open it is out here!", she exclaimed as she put her hat on.

"Well, it is the outside," he said. Foxy giggled, her tail wagging furiously.

"Oh, hush you...", she replied. Jeremy chuckled as well. He had to admit, he was having fun. Though... Foxy didn't seem any less in love with him. In fact, he was starting to think that all of this was having the opposite effect...

"Anyway, let's get going," he said, "I've got a few more destinations in mind, and I'm sure you'll like them." Foxy blinked, then nodded, wrapping her arms around Jeremy.

"Well, I'm ready," she said with a smile, "Jerry-Berry."

Jeremy sighed. Not that name again... He rolled his eyes. He could say what he wanted about that named, but...

He almost felt like it was growing on him.

"Wow...", Foxy said as she looked up at the building before her. It was tall and red, and a white sign out front displayed various names with a brilliant creamy-white glow. Top Gun, Platoon, Beverly Hills Cop II, Aliens... She wasn't sure what those really were, but she was excited! Jeremy, meanwhile, smiled. He had a feeling she'd like this.

"Jeremy...", she whispered in awe, "What is this place?"

"Well, Foxy," he proudly began, "This is a movie theater. A place where feature-length films are shown for the whole world to see! ...Or, at least everyone in town."

"Oh my...", Foxy said, "Sounds heavenly!"

"It is!", Jeremy replied. "By the way, which movie do you wanna watch? As you can see, we've got a lot to choose from." Foxy hrmmmm'd... She looked up at the sign, then at the posters on the walls... There were so many to choose from!

But then, she saw it.

"What's 'Lady and The Tramp'?", she asked. Jeremy faltered for a moment. Oh geez.

"Well... It's a romance. One dog falls in love with a rich dog. I think it's one of those stories where some outside force threatens to keep them apart,and...", he trailed off as Foxy looked at him, eyes wide with excitement. Jeremy frowned.

"We need to watch it!", she shouted! "I love those kinds of stories! They're my favorite~", she said dreamily, her tail wagging happily. Jeremy frowned.

"Well... Alright, fine," he said. After paying for their tickets, Jeremy led the fox inside. Just like before, when they were skating, Foxy looked around in absolute awe. Jeremy chuckled. It was kinda cute.

...However, it didn't take long for Jeremy to realize that going to the movies may have been a bad idea. He remembered why he hated theaters. They were always crowded, smelled weird, and he wasn't sure if he was really interested in this movie. Foxy seemed to like it at least. While Jeremy was overall disinterested, she was completely into them! She snuggled up to the guard as best as she could while the two watched a screening of Lady & The Tramp. And, it was safe to say that she incurred the wrath of a few other moviegoers due to her rather... loud reaction to the 'spaghetti scene'.

You know the one.

Foxy sighed though. This felt great... Back at the restaurant, she had managed to watch a movie or two using an old TV that was stored in the back room. Pop in a couple of tapes, and she was good to go! But this... Seeing everything on the big screen like this... It completely blew that old TV out of the water!

But, alas, it was soon over and the two could leave.

"Oh my goodness...", Foxy said as she and Jeremy exited the theater, "That was magical! Oh, I could just faint right here and now...", she said, putting a paw to her forehead. Jeremy panicked as she saw the fox close her eyes and begin to fall backwards. Could robots even faint? Regardless, he quickly stepped behind her and caught her. Soon, she opened her eyes again and grinned.

"Hehe! Gotcha!", she said. Jeremy frowned.

"Don't do that,", he said as he pushed the animatronic back onto her feet. "What if I wasn't able to catch you in time?", he asked, frowning.

"But you were!", she said, putting her paws together. "Just like in the movies...", she cooed dreamily. Jeremy hrmmm'd.

"H-Heh, well... C'mon, we still have one more stop," Jeremy pointed out, "Think you can guess what it is?" Foxy's expression brightened! Jeremy stumbled a little as she suddenly grabbed him, pulling him close.

"Hehe~ Oh, I don't know..." she trailed off, "Mind givin' a fox a few clues?" she asked, smiling warmly. Jeremy felt his heart speed up a little. He cleared his throat, looking away. He frowned as he heard the fox giggling.

"I'll say this much," he said, "It might not be the fanciest place in town, but I think you'll like it. You guys can eat stuff, right?" Foxy's seemed confused for a moment... But then she gasped, realizing just what he was talking about!

"You're taking me out to eat?", she asked, eyes wide with disbelief. Jeremy nodded confidently.

"Yep! It's a pretty good way to end this, don't you think? We could just eat, talk, relax, all that stuff. Sound good?", he asked.

"S-Sounds heavenly!", Foxy replied! She couldn't believe it – they were going to a restaurant! A real one! That wasn't to say that the old pizzeria was anything short of perfect, but she wondered what the competition was like!

Plus, this is what every couple did in all the books and movies she had read and seen! They eat, talk, and laugh, and...

She thought back to the movie she had just seen, giggling.

And kissed...

Meanwhile, Jeremy chuckled as the fox blushed and giggled to herself.

Though, as he thought about it more, it wasn't quite what he wanted.

He went on this date because he was convinced that he and Foxy would break up at the end. ...And perhaps because he needed some time off. But, it didn't look like he was getting a breakup at the end. In fact, all of this was making her like him more!

Jeremy sighed. Maybe he'll just tell her once this is all over. He hoped she wouldn't be mad or anything...

"Well, c'mon!", he heard the fox shout, pulling him from his thoughts. "Shouldn't we get going?"

"H-Huh? Oh, yeah, sure," Jeremy said. After beckoning the fox to follow, he began walking. He didn't get far, however, before he felt Foxy's paw lovingly wrapping around his hand.

A few minutes later, they were at the diner. It was a small, squat looking thing with a rather French sort of styling to it. Jeremy was surprised that the place would be open this late. ...And he was even more surprised that there were still some people dining inside.

"Good evening, Monsieur," the host greeted Jeremy and Foxy as the two entered, donning a French accent, "Welcome to Le Café Magnifique. How may I help you?"

"I'd like a table for two please," Jeremy said, "For me and for..." he trailed off, looking around. He soon found Foxy behind him, gazing around in awe at the restaurant's interior..

"...For her," he said.

A few minutes later, Jeremy and Foxy were seated at their table. As Jeremy looked through his menu, he couldn't help but notice that Foxy seemed rather nervous as she looked over hers...

"...Hey, Foxy?", he asked, "Are... you alright?"

"H-Huh? Oh! Yes, of course!" she said, "I'm just... not quite sure what to pick here," she chuckled nervously. Jeremy wasn't quite sure, but he could've sworn he heard her quietly mutter 'Where's the pizza?'

"Well," he began, "This is... pretty much my first time here, but the beef bourguignon looks good," he said. Foxy tilted her head.

"Sounds weird..."

"Oh, c'mon, when's the last time you've tried something that wasn't pizza? Give it a shot," he said with a smile. Foxy faltered, then chuckled.

"Oh, fine," she said.

It wasn't long before their orders arrived. Aside from the waiter asking about Foxy's coat, to which Jeremy replied by saying that she was simply cold, things went off without a hitch. To Jeremy's delight, Foxy loved the food! According to her, it was the best thing she had ever tasted! Jeremy couldn't help but laugh a bit when he heard her say that. Fancy French food against pizzeria. Looks like the French food won.

"Y'know, Jeremy...", Foxy began, "I think tonight was the best night I've ever had."

"Really?", Jeremy asked.

"Yes!", she said! "I mean, we've done so much! We skated, we went to the movies, and now we're eating! If this isn't the best date ever, I don't know what is!"

Jeremy frowned a little. Date. The more he heard that word, the more he disliked it. To him,this was more of a get-together, an outing.

Soon, they had finished their meals, and after paying the actually surprisingly hefty bill which Jeremy did not like, they left. Jeremy looked around, noting how dark everything suddenly seemed. It looked like the shops were finally closing up... shop for the night. Foxy was by his side as always, her arms wrapped around his. In fact, they looked like a rather cute couple!

Jeremy sighed.

"Uh, look, Foxy... About this date..."

"Huh?" Foxy asked, cocking her head as she looked over at the guard. "Yes, Jeremy?"

"How'd, uh... How was tonight? Pretty fun?", he asked. Foxy smiled, leaning against him.

"Mhrm...", she replied, "Like I said before, this was a fantastic night. I almost wish I had somehow gone earlier, but... I'm glad my first time was with you," she said, giving the warmest smile. Jeremy could almost feel his heart wrench. Ohhh, this was going to be difficult.

"Y-Yeah, it was fun, but...", Jeremy paused as he gathered his thoughts. He had to be careful. "Foxy, I know this is painfully obvious, but... You like me, right?" Foxy blinked, then abruptly stopped walking. Jeremy kept walking forward, but was soon yanked back by the stationary fox.

"Like?", she asked. Jeremy adjusted his collar. Did he do something wrong?

"W-Well, I mean-"

"I love you, Jeremy!", she said, positioning herself in front of him. She grabbed his hands with her paws, blushing as she continued.

"I'd go to the ends of the world with you! Being with you makes me feel so happy! I-I'm not sure why, but that's just how I feel!", she said. Jeremy felt like he knew why.

"W-Well, listen... I'm not sure if I... feel the same way," Jeremy said. Foxy blinked.

"H-Huh?"

"H-Hear me out," he continued, "Tonight was fun, really fun, but..."

"But what?", Foxy asked, leaning closer. She seemed rather worried...

"...I-I don't like you the way you like me," Jeremy simply said. "N-Nothing against you, but...", he trailed off as he noticed Foxy's expression. She seemed upset...

"J-Jeremy, I... I-I don't understand," she said, "I-I thought we were a couple!"

"W-Well I tried to tell you that I didn't feel the same way!", Jeremy exclaimed, "But you wouldn't listen!"

"...So all this time, you didn't actually love me?", she quietly asked. Jeremy hesitated.

"N-N-No... Not really," he said. Gosh, now he felt bad. He felt like he should say more, but-

"Hey, where're you going?", he asked as Foxy started to walk away.

"...Home...", she quietly replied.

"But we're supposed to walk home together!", Jeremy said!

"Well I'm going alone!" Jeremy froze as Foxy started running away. He tried calling out to her, but she didn't stop. The guard covered his face... Now this was bad. First, his date goes sour and now this?!

"Hey bub, what'cha doin' out here so late?", he heard a voice ask, causing him to uncover his face. And if that wasn't bad enough, now he had to deal with one large man and one thin one, both wearing some rather dark and menacing clothing. In fact, if he didn't know better, he'd say that they were here to rob him!

Wait, wha-

"U-Uhh-"

"What, didn't'cha hear him?", the thin man asked, "Y'know, there's a fee we charge folks who think they can just walk up on our turf," he said.

"O-Oh," Jeremy said as he eyed that bat, "What... might that be?"

"What do you think?!", the large one shouted, "Money!"

"Now hold on, Brutus," the thin man said stepping in front of his colleague, "Somethin' tells me this guy doesn't have any on him. Pro'lly blew it all at that fancy place down the street. If so, then...", he trailed off. Jeremy gulped. He had a feeling that he didn't want the alternate method of payment.

"O-Of course I've got money!", he shakily said, reaching into his pockets. He tried to find his wallet, but came up empty. Where was it? Where was it?!

"Oh boy..."

Foxy ran as far and as fast as she could. She felt so betrayed! She loved Jeremy! How could he do this to her?! Oh, this didn't happen in the movies! This was all wrong! This... This...

She slowly stopped running, frowning. This wasn't right. She was still kinda hurt, but... She didn't have to just leave him like that! Even if he didn't love her, he was still her Jerry-Berry! The least she could do was accompany him back to the pizzeria! ...And perhaps she and Jeremy could talk it over a little on the way...

As she ran back, however, she didn't see Jeremy. At least, not at first. The first things she saw were two figures, then she saw the limp form they were standing over.

Foxy gasped, then immediately covered her mouth. The two men turned around in unison. The thin one sneered.

"Well, look what we 'ave here," he said, "Someone else who needs to be taught a lesson in trespassin'."

"G-Get away from him!", Foxy shouted. The man sneered.

"Oh yeah? What if we don't wanna?"

"Th-Then... Then I'll make you!", she said! She tried charging at the man, but his partner stepped in the way. He held out his hand and let the fox run right into it. He smirked, watching as Foxy swung her paws wildly as she tried to hit whatever was in front of her. Soon, however, he pushed her back. Foxy 'oof'd as she fell, her hat coming to rest a few feet away. She rubbed her heat, groaning a bit. Jeez, that was rough. She looked up at the men, aiming to get back up, but...

Then, she saw their expressions.

"D-Dude, what is that?", the thin man asked, pointing at Foxy, "Sh-She's got, like, animal ears!"

"And they don't look fake...", the large man said, taking a step back as he glanced up at the moon, "Y-You don't think it's..."

"A werewolf!" the thin one shouted! "C'mon, dude, we gotta go! We don't wanna get bit!"

Foxy watched as the two ran away, screaming. She blinked in confusion, before feeling the pointy things on top of her head.

"Ohhh...", she quietly said. Then, she giggled. Well, that was lucky of her! ...Though, she was a fox. Not a wolf. She hoped that they'd at least get it right.

The sound of groaning beside her snapped her out of her grumping.

"O-Oh! Jeremy!", she shouted, rushing over to where the guard lied.

"F-Foxy? Foxy, is that you?", he asked as he opened his eyes. At first, he saw the sky above him, then Foxy's worried face gazing down at him.

"Y-Yes... Yes, it's me, Jeremy," she said, "I'm... I'm really sorry for abandoning you like that... I-I wasn't thinking straight and I panicked, and..." she trailed off as Jeremy slowly sat up, groaning.

"It's fine," he said, "I probably could've handled that better."

"B-But I let you get hurt!", she shouted, "Y-You should be mad at me. I really let you down there..." Jeremy sighed. Now he felt bad...

"But, you also saved me from those guys," Jeremy pointed out, "I'm lucky I didn't get anything worse than a few bruises. If you didn't come back... Let's just say I wouldn't be talkin' right now," he said with a wry chuckle. Foxy chuckled as well. She seemed relieved.

"But... There's something I need to talk to you about," he continued. "About this love thing." Foxy's ears perked up.

"Huh?"

"You don't really love me, do you?"

"Wh-What do you mean?", she asked. Jeremy sighed.

"Foxy, I'm gonna be straight with you," he said, "I like you, alright? I like you a lot, but..." he paused for a moment as he stood up.

"What you're feeling is not love. I think it's called infatuation," he explained. "You read those books, and you thought you loved me. Keyword being, thought." Foxy stared at him for a moment, then looked at the ground. She seemed to be deep in thought for a few minutes, then she sighed.

"I see...", she quietly said. Now she felt extra-bad. Not only did she let Jeremy get beat up, but it was all because she thought she loved him! However, to her surprise, he gave her a hug.

"But that doesn't mean we aren't still friends," Jeremy continued, "Aside from what happened earlier, tonight was actually pretty fun," he said. "Wouldn't you agree?" Foxy thought about it for a few moments. Between the ice skating, the movie, and the dinner...

She chuckled. It was pretty fun...

"Y-Yeah... Yeah actually!", she said, her grin returning as Jeremy let go of her. "I-It might not've been an... actual date, but... it was fun," she said happily. Jeremy smiled.

"That's the spirit!", he said happily!

"But, that won't keep me from giving you a peck every once in a while~", she said, before planting one on his cheek. "We may not be a couple, but you're still my Jerry-Berry," she said.

"Oh, c'mon... Enough with the name!", Jeremy protested! Foxy grinned as she leaned against him.

"But it's cute!", she said.

"But I don't like being cute," he grumped. Foxy chuckled, causing Jeremy to smile a bit as well. That was the Foxy he knew.

"Though... I'm still a little bent up over what happened," she said. "Is there anything I can do to make it up to ya'?", she asked, head tilted. Jeremy thought for a moment.

"Well...", he began, unsure, "I'd tell you, but I don't think I have the money for it," he said as he took his coat off. As he balled it up, he heard something drop to the ground. Something black and rectangular and...

...And it was his wallet.

His expression went blank. Oh.

Okay then.

Valerie snored as she sat in her ticket booth at the local theater. As the hours drew on, the theater began to empty. Which, of course, meant that she could finally get some well-deserved rest.

Or, so she thought.

"Hey!", a voice shouted, penetrating the safety of her booth.

"H-Huh?! Wha?", Valerie asked as she woke up with a start. She rubbed her eyes, before looking out her window. A figure stood outside, shrouded by the darkness. He wore a rather large coat and hat. Valerie gulped. W-Was she being robbed? Or-

She watched as he dropped some money down onto the counter. O-Okay, so this was a robber that gave people money. Good to know.

"Hey, listen," the man began, "I know it's late but..."

"Two tickets for Spaceballs, ma'am!" a new voice exclaimed, causing the clerk to jump. She watched as a white elbow slammed onto the counter. She hadn't noticed it before, but standing beside the man was a white and pink fox... thing. While it leaned against the counter with one arm, it used the other to carry a bundle of fabric and a hat. Valerie couldn't tell if it was a really good cosplay, or... maybe an animatronic? Maybe it was one of those things from that restaurant down the street.

After she gave them their tickets and watched them walk into the theater, Valerie rubbed her forehead. The kind of people she has to meet at night...

Good grief.